The broken key, whether it was the part that fell on the door or was left in the keyhole, turned into nothingness in an instant, leaving not even a speck of ash behind for Wang Chaling.
Although the door did not open due to this, Wang Chaling's expression was still gloomy. A door that could not be opened in the correct way was not of much use to him.
He didn't know much about this door, only what he needed. This was why he didn't know what Tai was doing before, and thought it was some other bad guy causing trouble.
But just based on the performance of the previous door, Wang Chaling knew that forcing this door open in a violent way, let alone helping him, the things behind the door alone would be enough to give Wang Chaling a headache.
"Monk Ksitigarbha, you are very good, very good..." Wang Chaling's tone became calmer, but this meant that the anger in his heart became stronger.
There is no need for Mr. Qin to lie to him. There is no need for it, and human skin will not lie to him. Wang Chaling has too many things in his hands that can threaten it. Ghosts, dead souls, ghosts are no better than starving ghosts, and it does not need to digest evil ghosts. , the moment the suppression takes effect, Li Gui directly becomes a part of Gui Chai. If it falls into the hands of Gui Chai, the human skin paper will most likely not be able to cause any trouble. It will be almost the same if it falls into the dead soul. As long as Wang Chaling exists for one day, the human skin paper will not be able to make waves. Possibly out of the hands of the dead.
Not to mention Yang Jian, it is true that Wang Chaling is jealous of the other party, but fear does not mean fear. Moreover, there is no need to grab it hard. As long as the benefits are sufficient, Yang Jian may not catch the piece of paper to death, and Wang Chaling is the least likely to do so. What is lacking are resources that are useful to Yang Jian but not of much use to himself.
As for Yang Jian?
It’s just a fair deal and everyone gains something.
He had said this idea several times in real life, especially when talking to Human Skin, and it was a common threat. He was about to put it into action, but Yang Jian didn't come out.
Wang Chaling knew this very well, and Human Skin Paper also knew it. In order to ensure his own "safety", Human Skin Paper did not know everything about Wang Chaling. After all, some things were taboo, but he would not take some false information. The news came to deceive Wang Chaling.
Therefore, it can only be Ksitigarbha monk.
The key is hidden in the Dizang Temple. The old monk designed a supernatural incident to destroy the Dizang Temple, just to achieve his own goal.
The power he had built with his own hands could be burned to the ground, so how could the key to the secret be let go so easily.
As for the one in Wang Chaling's hand... the Ksitigarbha monk couldn't make it with his skills. It was most likely a forgery by the person who left the key before.
"The conscious world under the ghost tree, the conscious communication in the dormitory, and the two conscious communications did not directly attack my consciousness. They just left a hint for me, allowing me to subconsciously ignore the abnormality of some things. "Where..." Just like breaking through the supernatural barrier before, Wang Chaling calmed down and gradually relaxed his mind, realizing that some of the previous situations were wrong.
In the final analysis, Ksitigarbha Monk's suggestion method was not strong. It was just that he was better at concealment, and the other party took advantage of Wang Chaling's inner pride, which made everything successful.
As long as Wang Chaling is not so arrogant, or arrogant, and thinks about it more on the road, he will not realize it until now. In other words, Wang Chaling himself does not think that the Ksitigarbha monk will deceive him, because he has the ability to overturn the table. strength.
Of course, not thinking about the ghost temple is also because there are more important things.
Along the way, he was worried about things in Xuankong Mountain. He planned how to survive in the three halls and how to leave smoothly after finding the blood gate. He still had time to think about the ghost temple that he had cleared.
The result was that he was tricked by the Ksitigarbha monk and treated as a monkey by an old monster who had lived for tens or hundreds of years. Maybe the other party was still laughing at him after Wang Chaling left.
"Excellent, Ksitigarbha monk, if I, Wang Chaling, come out alive this time, I will definitely tear down your old temple, keep the evil ghosts in it, and feed the dogs with consciousness." Wang Chaling's expression was ruthless, and he knew that the opponent was beating him. What idea was there? He couldn't help but think that Wang Chaling would probably not be able to get down the mountain, so he tricked him.
There were thousands of thoughts in his heart, but the reality only passed for a few seconds. He suppressed all the negative emotions in his heart and forced himself to use supernatural powers to keep his mind calm. Wang Chaling directly carried the door on the ground, and a generation of dead souls returned to the photo. In the middle, the evil ghosts were also included in the door. There was no place to use them for the time being, and it was not safe to stay outside.
Immediately, Wang Chaling ran directly towards the light door that appeared on the wall after the blood door was closed. There was no supernatural influence. The distance of tens of meters was only reached in a blink of an eye. There was no supernatural power to block the light door. One step Taking a step forward, you are greeted by a familiar sight.
Thatched hut, cowshed, weeds, and a "green cow" rushing over... Wang Chaling's face turned cold. When did a "cow" bully him?
The Blood Gate was held in his hand, which was not very convenient, and a large part was dragged on the ground. After all, it was only two meters wide. Fortunately, Wang Chaling's body was not that of a normal person, so it took a little effort on his body to use it. The problem is not that big.
Bang~!
There are no more supernatural leaks from the Blood Gate, but that doesn’t mean that anything can touch the porcelain. The door made of wood collided with the cow’s forehead, forcing a hole in the head, and there were many places around it. All sunken.
Wang Chaling glanced at the cow. The "cow" in the shed found that the other party was not moving. He continued to move his hands. The seemingly thin wooden doors hit the "green cow" in front of him one after another, leaving holes in the cow's body. It appeared on the body, but not a drop of blood came out.
After more than ten seconds, Wang Chaling stopped his crazy behavior. The cow had been smashed to the ground and could not affect Wang Chaling. It was time to leave.
Stepping on the tattered body of the cow, he ran crazily down the path. The soul of the dead was beside Wang Chaling. The space had overlapped, protecting Wang Chaling from being disturbed by the supernatural interference of the weeds under his feet.
Going down the mountain was much faster than going up the mountain, even if Wang Chaling was carrying a gate, and he reached the edge of the cliff in a moment.
On the soil and rocks under the feet, cracks gradually appeared, and the platform, which was much larger than when Wang Chaling came over, was cut out. Wang Chaling was about to push the platform forward.
next moment.
The surrounding clouds and mists suddenly changed. Terrifying flames rose from the thatched huts on the mountain. The blood color infected the surrounding clouds and mists. However, in an instant, the clouds and mists turned into blood mist. Terrifying high temperatures followed, and scorching flames condensed in the sky. , the platform under the feet could not withstand the terrifying high temperature and the extremely corrosive blood mist around it, and it couldn't stop collapsing.
A black hand suddenly stretched out from the iron chain, exuding an incomparable aura, completely different from those things that could be suppressed at will before.
Wang Chaling, who was still using his supernatural power to fight against the blood mist around him, had no time to react. His black hands directly crossed the space, grabbed the bones with barely any flesh and blood, and forcibly dragged Wang Chaling away from the iron chain.
The body can't stop falling downwards. The dead souls are useless, they can only follow the fall, and their own supernatural powers are even more useless. The deep valley below exudes a terrifying suction force, and at the same time suppresses the use of supernatural powers.
How deep is this valley?
Wang Chaling didn't know the specific data, because there were too many data. Judging from the previous falling situation of the body, it was at least one thousand meters. The deepest the body tested was about five thousand meters.
At such a height, it is impossible to use supernatural powers. In his current state, which is not an alien, if he falls down hard, even if he does not die, he will still be half disabled. By then, most of the supernatural powers will not be able to be used, and the erosion of the curse will be intensified.
Fortunately, there is always a way out.
While Wang Chaling kept adjusting his body shape, in order to have a buffer, he simply put the door under his body and lay directly on it, without worrying about whether the door would be broken.
It was such a tool that was originally used as a buffer, but it gave Wang Chaling an unexpected surprise. On the side of the blood gate facing upward, the supernatural can cover it, but there is a range. The effect of the supernatural can only be ten centimeters away from the surface of the blood gate. .
With this distance, it is naturally impossible for Wang Chaling to fly up, so he simply holds on to the blood door. The supernatural power spreads between the body and the door. The "mild" supernatural power can play an excellent buffering role. It can't be said to be buffering. This supernatural power can directly eliminate all power (physical) before it affects Wang Chaling's body.
During the fall, the blood mist did not infect Wang Chaling, even if Wang Chaling passed through it, he looked very calm.
This saves Wang Chaling a lot of effort, as he doesn't have to worry about resisting the supernatural beings around him, which is a blessing among misfortunes.
There was no threat to his life or combat power. Wang Chaling paid attention to the speed and time of his whereabouts while thinking about the situation just now.
The sudden attack is quite understandable. After all, he took away the door inside the Taiqing Palace. This was considered a violation of the rules. If you break the rules, you will be punished.
This is the basic rule of the mountain, and Wang Chaling is also prepared. In fact, the moment the bull standing in the way appears, he knows that he is already being targeted. The only thing he did not expect is that this target completely violates the rules. No, the second direct and large increase in supernatural power made Wang Chaling unable to react or resist. It was equivalent to a direct upgrade from simple mode to purgatory. The magnitude was excessive and not in line with Wang Chaling's consistent understanding of supernatural powers... …
The time of "random thoughts" always passed quickly. Twenty seconds later, with a loud noise and flying dust, Wang Chaling slowly stood up from the door.
The falling speed is the same speed from the beginning, 300 meters per second. In twenty seconds, it is 6,000 meters, surpassing the deepest depth detected before, and this is a vertical distance. Regardless of the influence of supernatural beings, he is now a little further down the mountainside. .
and……
"There is no sign of restart. The various lengths of restarts that were observed before do not seem to exist here." Wang Chaling scanned the surroundings, landed on the ground, and the supernatural being returned to normal use. Wang Chaling began to check the surroundings. Condition.
Unexpectedly, all the observed restart phenomena disappeared. Apart from being a little desolate, weird, and having an extra weirdo, there was nothing special about it. Even the traces of the supernatural were not noticed by Wang Chaling. With his previous experience, To learn the lesson, he directly used the superposition of dead souls to explore the surroundings and his own body to prevent evil ghosts from appearing in his body without realizing it, but the result remained the same.
"Forget it, go ask Ye Zhen." Wang Chaling released the special posture of the dead soul and walked towards a big tree in the distance.
Under the tree, thousands of branches hang down, some are wrapped in various old objects, such as cabinets, portraits, weapons, etc., some are wrapped in skeletons, some of animals, some of humans, and some of them are grotesque objects. The cool breeze blew by, and the branches swayed from time to time. The objects hanging above seemed to come to life, with an inexplicable desolation and strangeness.
As soon as he stepped into the area covered by branches, Wang Chaling was startled, the hairs on his body stood up, and he felt like countless pairs of eyes were staring at him.
No, not the feeling.
But fact.
The souls of the dead surrounded Wang Chaling. With their perspective, Wang Chaling could clearly see that among the things that were hung up, those with eyes were wide open and looking at him, and those without eyes would also appear. A blood-red eye stared directly at Wang Chaling.
Weak supernatural powers were contained in the eyes. When the eyes met, the weak supernatural powers gathered together, and the terrifying supernatural power acted on the dead soul, causing the dead soul's footsteps to stagnate, but only for a moment, and soon started to move again, but The speed is indeed a bit slower.
Supernatural pressure.
Capture still life.
Wang Chaling identified two patterns in these branches.
The supernatural strength of the former is not bad. After all, it is a cumulative strength. It is comparable to the superposition of the second generation. The souls of the first generation will stagnate a little. The weaker ghost masters or ghosts will be crushed to death directly. It may also become difficult to move in a short period of time and be directly rolled up by branches.
"Are you right, Ye Zhen?" Wang Chaling looked at the weird man who was hanging upside down. Unlike the other dead things, this weird man was still moving and struggling to get down.
"Wang Wudi, it was me, Ye Zhen, who was wrong. I shouldn't have been running around. I see what you said is almost the same. Can you put me down and cut down this tree when I can regroup?"
When he heard the first half, Wang Chaling thought he had admitted the wrong person. How could Ye Zhen give in? But when he heard the second half, Wang Chaling knew that he had definitely not admitted the wrong person.
Looking at Ye Zhen, who was left with only skin and bones, Wang Chaling was also very curious: "Tell me what happened to you. There are very few rules at the foot of the mountain. Normal people..."
Speaking of this, Wang Chaling suddenly remembered that this guy was not a normal person. The brain circuit of the ghost controler with the second disease was always magical.
"Forget it, just tell me what happened."
Although this tree is weird, Ye Zhen's ability is not bad, so it is not so easy to solve. At least, there is still time to chat with Wang Chaling.
By the way, it can be regarded as a lesson to Ye Zhen. He clearly explained it in advance. Although he was somewhat mentally prepared, when he saw the facts, Wang Chaling still felt a little...how should I put it, probably depressed.
All I can say is that he is indeed Ye Zhen.
(End of chapter)
